Quotes on Laughing

It is one of the defects of my character that I cannot altogether dislike anyone who makes me laugh.

Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn, And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn. And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!' Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'Tis all that I implore - In life and death, a chainless soul, With courage to endure.

Humans are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are. And the more you wage war.

I began working quite young, writing, growing, maturing, always striving to top myself - to make people laugh hard at things they know and believe deep in their hearts to be true.

For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors and laugh at them in our turn?

If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.

Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.

The ball laughs, radiant, in the air. He brings her down, puts her to sleep, showers her with compliments, dances with her, and seeing such things never before seen his admirers pity their unborn grandchildren who will never see them.

Humor keeps us alive. Humor and food. Don't forget food. You can go a week without laughing.

We read to learn and to grow, to laugh, to be motivated, and to understand things we've never been exposed to. We read for strength to help us when we feel broken, discouraged or afraid. We read to find hope. We read because we're not just made up of skin and bones, and a deep need for chocolate, but we're also made up of words, words which describe our thoughts and what's hidden in our hearts.

Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.

Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever.

Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly is there wasn't someone, somewhere, laughing?

I know when dark-haired evening put on her bright silk at sunset, and, folding the sea sidled under the sheet with her starry laugh, that there'd be no rest, there'd be no forgetting. Is like telling mourners round the graveside about resurrection, they want the dead back.

It's better to die laughing than to live each moment in fear.

I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.

Eventually all things fall into place. Until then, laugh at the confusion, live for the moments, and know EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON.